dungeons. Your wolf is somewhere in the woods hunting, left not long after you,” I inform her, trying to remember if that’s all her men.
“Oh,” she offers, but she seems sad. Narrowing my eyes, I throw her into the closest wall and glare down at her, my body pressed to hers, vibrating with madness and anger.
“Disappointed to be with your fucked up experiment?” I snarl in her face.
She arches her eyebrow, her hands threading through my hair and massaging. “Never, I just missed them is all, all of you, and yes, even you, Griff, before you start. Now, what’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” I snap, and try to pull away, but she drags me back until my fist presses to the wall next to her.
“Liar,” she retorts, kissing me. “Tell me, Griff, what’s wrong? Who do I need to kill?”
Sighing, I grin at her. “You can’t solve everything by killing someone.”
“Huh, coming from you?” she teases. “Now stop avoiding the question.”
“I—” Looking away, I grind my teeth before forcing the words out. “I wanted to know if you still wanted me, still felt the same after meeting my dad and all the others...I’m not exactly a mythical creature like them.”
It hurts to admit, hurts to ask, and I’m terrified she might agree, making my worst fears true, but she laughs.
Right in my face.
Snarling, I smash my fist into the wall and push away, storming off, leaving her there. “Griffin, you get your fucking ass back here right now,” she yells, angry now.
I turn and stride back to her where she is waiting in the corridor, towering above her as I press my hand to her throat. “Or what, your fucking majesty? Going to kill me? No, you’ll just give the order now, no need to get bloody yourself.”
Her eyes bleed to black, her anger clashing with mine. “I did this for all of you, Griff, so don’t you dare look down on me because you have a problem with the council. I did, and that’s why I fucking killed them. You do not get to treat me like shit because you’re scared. I’m scared too, and no, to answer your question. You aren’t a mythical being, you’re not fate chosen or any of that shit. You’re Griffin, you’re an experiment, like me. We are two fucked up experiments in this powerful, dark world. You’re my home, so yes, I still want you. I don’t know how you could think anything else, Griffin. Even when you’re mean, even when you’re filled with hate, I still want you. I want everything you have, I want to fly with you through the skies again, I want to lie in bed with you. I want your cock, mouth, and body, I want you. All of you.”
Searching her eyes and face, I see the truth written there and I relax a bit, stroking her throat lovingly. “Even with all the others you have now?” I murmur.
She smiles at me. “They don’t understand. Not all of them get the pain of just being alive, of wondering if you’re enough. Of questioning if you’re an abomination, pondering if you will go mad like the man who made you. You do, Griffin, you understand me in a way they never will. Our rage, our hate is the same...and so is our love. Don’t ever doubt that. You are mine, Griffin. Until the end...you are never getting away from me. So get it through your head, and next time you need reassuring, just ask, don’t storm away.”
“I did ask.” I roll my eyes and she laughs as I press a lingering kiss to her lips. “You want to fly with me, even after being with your dragon?” I murmur.
“Always! No one flies and fucks like you, baby.” She snorts and then pulls away with a mischievous look on her face. “Why don’t you catch me if you can?” she challenges, and then she’s gone.
Whirling, I see her racing away and up the stairs, giggling as her hair blows behind her. So fast, so quick. But I’m quicker, and she is never getting away from me.
Racing to the front entrance, I see her climbing the stairs two at a time. I leap up onto the second floor, landing in her path. She squeals and turns, running the other way.
Smirking, I feel my mist leaking around me, my body lighting up with power as my wings burst from my back. She twists and turns, panting as she tries to outrun me. I match her